“Influenced” accepted by The Stygian Lepus

My flash fiction stalker story Influenced has been accepted by The Stygian Lepus, a new publication debuting in March 2023. It’s a story about blurring the lines between reality and fantasy, and what happens when your dreams finally come true.

The stranger passes his purchases over the Home Depot self-checkout scanner. Sweat glistens on his round face.

Trash bags. Duct tape. Hammer. Bleach. Scrub brush. Hacksaw. Plastic tarp.

He pays with cash.

“Set For Life” published in MYTHIC #20

My cyberpunk story Set For Life has been reprinted in MYTHIC #20. It’s the prequel to my novella Override, about a man’s first day on the job picking up bodies for Syntech and the disturbing secret about where they come from.

Lifting bodies wasn’t like lifting boxes. Boxes were symmetrical. Structured. You could lift properly: squat down, straighten your spine, lift with your legs. Bodies were limp. Awkward. Their limbs flopped in odd directions. He still hadn’t figured out the best way to lift one without damaging it. Or himself. Or both.

“Blame” included in Stoker Awards prelim ballot

My techno-horror story Blame has been included in the preliminary ballot for the Stoker Awards. This story was originally published by The Dread Machine and was selected as a 2022 Brave New Weird award winner (available to pre-order now in print or ebook).

Blame is a “found footage” story consisting of emails, Slack conversations, Reddit threads, phone transcripts, and more unusual artifacts like git commits, JIRA tickets, door entry logs … even a Walmart receipt.

Like many found footage tales, the story is ultimately pieced together based on incomplete information. Multiple reads of the story should reveal new hidden details that may change your interpretation of the ending.

You can read Blame for free here.

“A Free Man” accepted by the Simultaneous Times podcast

My cyberpunk story A Free Man has been accepted by the Simultaneous Times podcast by Space Cowboy Books. In a world where you can purchase a synthetic replica of a person from a vending machine, the best person to frame for a crime you committed may be … yourself.

The glass door slid open with a whoosh, releasing a rush of supercooled air into the store. Steam swirled and spiraled around the synthetic as he stepped from the fab unit and smiled up at his human father. “Hey, Dad. Where’s Mom?”

A sob hitched in the man’s chest. He hugged the boy, then took his hand. “Come on. Let’s go find her.”